If you knew the ways in which i hate myself..i wonder..would you start to hate me too? And baby..if you knew me like I knew me..would you wish to never have known me, like I find myself doing?

I want to kiss you, only because I'd never gotten the chance to before. And part of me knows its wrong, but you're that thing that I can never have. Not anymore.

Sometimes I wonder if you still love me.

Because..the grass isn't greener and the sky isn't bluer. Instead the grass is burning and the sky is bleeding.

I cant breath when you aren't around. So baby..why do you leave? I can see it hurts you just as much as it does me..

I'm not afraid of death. I'm not afraid of my body dying and decaying. What i am afraid of..is my memories dying.

There's no point in wishing for anything...it's all here.

I found silence in your voice, and music in your eyes. And none of it mattered, because you weren't really there.

I can feel your cold stare on my back. I know you hate who i am..but the least you could do is pretend you don't. Lie to me.

These are the moments that i wish tears would turn into daisies.